Sturgeon Bay

I have lived most of my life in the Northeastern United States and yes Pittsburgh is part of the Northeast not the Midwest or Atlantic States. We did live in Texas for a while and I lived in Los Angeles for a year in 1967-1968 but other than that I am an eastern guy. If you live where we do and you want to escape to a rugged northern sea coast you go to Maine. But where do you go if you live in Chicago? There is no rugged seacoast right? Wrong, you go to Wisconsin.

Sturgeon Bay Wisconsin is in Door Couny two hours or so north of Milwaukee. If I dropped you there from a helicopter you would swear you were in Maine. There are some clues, there are not lobster signs everywhere and no smell of salt in the air but the people still talk funny and it is as rustic as you could want.

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Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin

Sturgeon Bay, Wisconsin

Scofield House–Sturgeon Bay

We had never really spent any time in Wisconsin so we left our daughter’s house in Chicago and headed north for a couple of days. We walked along the beach of Lake Michigan, chased seagulls, had a picnic lunch and headed north to Sturgeon Bay. This lovely little town is reminiscent of New England and for Chicagoans it is like their “Maine”. We stayed at a wonderful Bed and Breakfast, The Scofield House, which was filled with beautiful antique furniture and comfortable modern amenities. We were greeted with home made cookies and Breakfast was enough to last until dinner. We highly recommend it. See more scenic views on my commercial site by clicking here.

The Scofield House in Sturgeon Bay

Gearing Up For Chicago

On Thursday we will leave for Chicago to see my little girl and her posse. Nothing like a road trip , especially when you get to arrive in a great American city at the end. This image is of the famous Art Deco Wrigley building in the glass skyscrapers that line the Chicago River. You can buy a print of this image at my commercial gallery by clicking here.

Wrigley Reflections